"Then, Drew and Steve turned around and faced the urinals for a picture, and grabbed each other's asses. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the point at which I thought 'I have utterly failed as a VIP Escort.'"

Call it my tragic flaw, but I am insanely jealous. I mean, she gets Drew Goddard anecdotes, while all of my public restroom stories involve either embarrassing plumbing malfunctions or the keeping of some mighty unfortunate company.

Oh, and word on Joss seeing Aly at "When Harry Met Sally." And I too wish he could've rallied to save "Angel" from Death Valley.